Unknown Passions: Fan Fiction
Returning a Pencil
"FOX!" Theresa was screaming, she could feel the icy cold sharpness of water surrounding her, but why was there water?
"AH!" Theresa jumped up out of her bed, screaming, in a panic. "It was just a dream Theresa," she thought to herself, "I'm having that dream again..."
Suddenly, Theresa felt over beside her to find a huge lump under the covers. Rubbing her hands across it, she felt something strange and soft beneath the covers.
"That's it..." came a groggy man's voice. "Just a little more to the left Mrs. Astor...ohhhhh..." Suddenly, this figure popped up and spread himself over Theresa in his sleep smothering her face with kisses and ocassionals, "Oh Mrs. Astor..."
"HELP!" Theresa screamed, trying to sort out who was molesting her in her stateroom, thinking she was Mrs. Astor. "PHYLISS!"
Suddenly, Phyliss sprang in the room. "MRS. CRANE!" She jumped over to the bed grabbing pillows and pounding the poor sleeping guy with them. "LEAVE HER ALONE YOU BRUTE!"
Finally, the guy woke up. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" He yelled, throwing the pillows off of him.
"FOX?!" Theresa gasped, putting her mouth to her face. "What are you doing in my bed?"
"Uhh, well..." Fox said, rubbing his beaten head. "I came in here...last night...to return your...your...oh my head...I came to return your...pencil I borrowed and eh, fell asleep by accident and landed on your...bed...and I was having a dream of Mrs. Astor just now..."
Theresa gazed at him, a smile cracking along her face as she fell into a fit of giggles laughing hystericaly at Fox's explanation. "Right Fox. Well, next time, just keep my PENCIL until the next morning." She said, continuing to giggle.
"I know! I'll make up for it," Fox suggested "I'll show you around a few places in the boat..."
"Where to?" Theresa asked, curiously.
"All over," Fox replied. "Get up and get ready and you'll see..."
